Icy Lust
A harsh bluster of wind screeched through the snowy air, cutting the diamond dust like a knife. Pure white, shimmering with deadly beauty surrounds all, then something is dimly outlined up in the endless glitter of snow. May it be just a trick of the eye, but no... it is a snow leopard. Masculine features screwed in a tight expression, he fights the Blizzard with ferocity, = the way only a snow leopard can. He knows he will die if he doesn't shelter himself soon. Heaving his thin but muscular frame over to the right, he digs deeply into the snow with his hands, the dark pads insulating them and keeping them warm. Soon he had constructed a simple snow-cave, a deep hole like cavern in the ground, enough to hold little more than his body mass. Curling up in the hole, warmed by his own body heat, he fell asleep as he waited for the blizzard to blow over.
Groaning softly, he awoke to find the blizzard weaker than before, and he traveled on. Clad in nothing but a pair of boots, knee-length shorts, and a black denim vest, his grey fur, lightly glistening with dusty snow, blended in with his surroundings as he took up trail again, heading for another town. He hadn't traveled more than an hour before the weather got bad again. He had to move on. Deep in thought, the young Snow leopard suddenly stopped short as his tattered boot prodded something in the snow. He gave a soft gasp and looked down. His Bright blue eyes wide, the only part of him that had remained covered gracefully billowed up behind him. Wings. They were not huge, but they were not exactly tiny. Running from his ear tips to his thigh-knee area, they were pure white with a row of black feathers. They had extracted themselves in the shock of his find.
Deep grey-red fur , cold and wet, covered her, he could tell it was a she by her scent, body. Her body coming into focus, his coverage revealed to long tufted ears and a short tail. Brown-black hair, long, but not too long, stuck to her back, and black spots and stripes adorned her fur, like ink. A lynx. Her eyes shut, as if she were sleeping, he was unable to tell if she was dead or alive. Though she wore a coat, her physical state was unintelligible. Heaving a deep sigh, he gingerly gripped her sides and hefted her over his broad shoulder, and made his way to town, maybe another 3 hours away.
He stood by her as she lay out on the bed in the small flat, breathing gently over her. He gave a soft gasp, barely noticeable, as she opened her eyes. A brilliant Green, light and curious. She gave a soft mew and stirred, then fully opened her magnificent eyes. Taking his breath away, he quickly recovered and gave a gentle mew in response. She quickly turned to meet his Bright gaze. Caught in each other's eyes for a moment, he blushed and turned a little, then shook out of it and turned back.
"Are..Are you okay?" He twitched his whiskers and curled his long furry tail.
"Yeah...I think so.." She sighed and looked down at her wet fur. "What...what happened?"
"I was traveling here during the blizzard and found you half frozen," He explained, looking to her face again.
"How far from here? How long do you suppose I was there?"
"About 8 miles, and I'm not sure..possibly a day, possibly more." He heaved a sigh and found himself enjoying the company of the lynx, more than any other femme he had met.
"Wow..." She fell silent for a moment, then looked up to meet the snow leopard's gaze again.
"How did you get me back? Were you with a crew?"
"No...I carried you here, over my shoulder."
"Alone?"
"Yes."
Her breath caught in her chest. She was surprised that anyone had cared enough not to leave her for dead. She looked up at the male and felt something tug at her, from inside. Confused, she never would of thought that feeling was love, or the start of love.
Neither did he. She decided to sleep on it, and returned to her day-long doze.
Hours later, When she woke up, he was on the couch across the room, reading. Or so she thought. Actually he was thinking solely about her, wondering about her, imagining about her. Something bore at them and it had finally come through.
"What's your name?" They both uttered at the same time. He blushed and let her answer first.
"I'm Fayla. Or Fay."
"I'm Travis, or just Trav."
Travis felt inexplicably happy with these simple discoveries. But that wasn't a problem. He looked up to realize in his long thoughts about Fay his pants had gotten tight, Not just a little hard-on, but a rather large erection, tensing against his tight black jeans. His face turned bright red, his tail curling around his waist, and then he got up, his mind still on her.
"I'm..gonna take a shower." She said, kind of quickly, then scurried to the bathroom. Fay looked up, perplexed at his random hurry, then sighed deeply and turned the other way. She had been thinking about him too, unknown to Travis. Her whiskers twitched across her fair face as she closed her eyes and curled up to herself on the bed. Giving a yawn, she fell asleep, but not for long.
When Travis had undressed, he pushed his clothes to the other end of the room and placed a towel on the sinktop. He got into the shower, his arousal still high as he thought about the beautiful lynx, his reason, he was unsure. Looking down at his large, not overly so, but large, cock, he turned on the water and leaned back against the wall, unable to do anything until he knew the lynx better, it seemed. Thinking about her in the other room, one thing led to another and he had started rubbing his shaft with his paws.
Letting out a soft moan, he gently slid his hands along his 8 inches, and, unknown to him, mewing her name softly. As he rubbed harder and faster, his moans got louder, and he began trickling precum on the floor of the shower. He suddenly realized he was doing this because of Fay. He hadn't noticed himself murmuring her name until just then. But he knew what he would do anyways, regardless of company. Leaning back against the wall, he placed both hands on his dick and rubbed at himself hard, moaning and groaning louder and louder, until he choked by a cry and gave a loud mrowl, and came.
Spurting hot cum into his face, Travis moaned her name, and found he was not obsessed with her because he saved her, but because he liked, maybe even loved, her. As the thick cum finally subsided, he licked his seed off his lips and rinsed off, still a little hard but not noticeable. Besides, it was late, he had to go to sleep. After Changing into sweat pants and his Shirt, He returned to the inter room, grabbed a large blanket, and fell asleep on the couch.
He had been awake for a few hours before she, But perhaps that was good. The Blizzard had changed direction and they were snowed in. Had he not awoken first he wouldn't have been able to find the difficulties. Still power, from the main generator, but no TV, internet, or worst of all, heat. The heater died, and he worried instantly about Fayla. He hurried to the main room and found her sleeping comfortably in his bed. All his worries and doubts softened as he looked at her innocent sleeping face, and he gently shook her shoulder.
"Mnn...rowl?"
"Fay...The pipes are frozen, we're snowed in, and the heaters busted." His eyes averted looking directly into hers. "Blankets won't be enough.."
"What? The Blizzard again?" She looked worried, her beautiful face clouded with confusion and worry. "..What do you mean, blankets aren't enough?"
"One of us could freeze. We need to...I think...I mean..." His face was as red as a rose.
"We need to what?"
"I think we need to...share our body heat."
Silence greeted them both for a few seconds, until Fay broke it.
"Eheh...if...if that's what it takes." She stammered, blushing as well. She shifted over a little, and he pulled the covers back. Sliding in next to her, he slid his arms around her and pulled her against him, her head in the crook of his neck. He curled his wings around them and she curled her arms around his neck, causing both of them to blush even more. He found himself purring softly, and tried to avert her gaze as he bit his lip gently.
"Travis..." He looked down to her as she called his attention. "Thank you..." He found himself warm from her thanks, and he shifted a little, cuddling her up closer. He had an unbearable desire to kiss her, but he felt like he couldn't, like it was wrong. She curled the rest of her body against his and mewed softly, their embrace of sorts growing tighter as they both hid feelings for the other. Suddenly her whiskers twitched and her eyes opened a bit. Looking up at his handsome face with her bright half-closed eyes, she opened them completely and snuggled against him. One thing led to another with both of them.
Travises face was red, but he didn't care as much as before. Looking down her wonderful form, he was entranced by her realistically curvy body. She had curves, but not like the dancer girls at bars or anything like that, but a over average. He gave a deep sight as he summed up courage, and leaned down to gently kiss her cheek. He never felt better than in the one moment, and he knew he was in love. Fay looked up at him with those curious eyes, and they lost themselves in each others. She gently kissed him back. Curling his long tail around her, tugging her closer, he shifted and began running his hands down her furry back, massaging her for a time.
He shifted down to kiss her again, but on the lips. She met him to it, and kissed back. Passionatly her explored her body with his hands, roaming her figure for a moment, then came back up to move to her face, gently resting on her cheeks, pulling her face in closer as they kissed. Tongues came into play, and as they wrassled each others they grew more and more attached to each other, his hands on her face and hers on his neck and the back of his head. Finally he broke the kiss, finding himself gently panting. He slid his hands down to her lower back and kept her tight against him, as if he didn't, she would dissapear. Twitching her long tufted ears, she nuzzled his jaw and neck, and never felt better.
Then came the matter of his erection. Again. His face had cleared of red for a while, but it came back as he noticed his erection once more. It tugged at his pants, and he knew he wanted her. But would he be taking it too fast? He didn't want to scare her or anything. But he felt so attached to her... Uncertaincy clouded his eyes as she looked up at him, and she gave a soft mew of confusion.
"Is something wrong, Travis?" The way she said his name made him want to kiss her again, but he didn't.
"No..this is..this is perfect." He stammered softly, regaining focus.
"Then why the confusion?"
"It's nothing, it's just..I.." He stammered and blushed like crazy before he finally got himself together. "I want to make love to you." They stared into each others eyes, and he
then pulled her close. She was stunned. Not in a bad way, but nonetheless stunned. Sliding her hands behind his head as he moved his hands back to her face, they kissed again, this time even more passionatly then before.
"Mnnn....prrowl..." Fayla mewed as he slid a hand down to rest over the curve of her tight rear, letting him know she was his. He gently slid his shirt off, then worked with hers, feeling her soft breasts rest against him as he worked on her pants. Her paws worked over his bare back, and as he slid her black pants off, she toyed with his belt and
playfully undid it. Grinning down at her, Travis undid the button and zipper and pulled them down, revealing himself.
Giving a soft gasp as she felt his hot erection rub against her fur, hands clutching his back as he murmured soft words to her, warm and loving. His erection grew and both of them could feel it. He needed her so badly, and she needed him as well. Spreading her legs gently with his paws, he pushed her onto her back and gave a soft mew, before pushing up inside her. He gave a low groan, clear and loud, and she moaned and shivered with the pleasure. Bracing his arms over her, he began thrusting slowly, receiving a moan with each. He wanted to give his load even right then, but he wanted everything to last with his lover, and soon her moans became louder and mingled with mews and mrowls as he sped up. Now he was making complete thrusts, and he felt himself growing hot and lustful, warming the cold air.
"Ohh...Travis...ungh..." She clung tightly to him, on the verge of her orgasm. He clutched her warm furry back tightly and slowed a little. She began crying out his name as she came, digging her claws into his fur. "Travis!...Oh, Travis! Ohh..." Feeling himself
shudder and groan as she slickened his thighs, he held her face and pushed her muzzle to his, kissing her hard and deep. He was sweating and his eyes were fogged up, her eyes tearing with pleasure and lust. Gripping her sides tightly, he sped up again, shoving his length all the way into her with each thrust.
Dribbling hot pre inside her, he relaxed a little and they just enjoyed it for a while, before he finally gave a low groan and his dribbles and spurts came a little faster, before he stopped for a moment, shoved himself all the way into her, letting out a loud cry then a yelp, then finally released his load. Crying out as he loosed himself into her, Fay tensed up and accepted it all, his tremendous load filling her up and dribbling out to her thighs. He suddenly leaned down unexpectedly and kissed her, rough and lusty, her moans muffled as his load subsided, and they collapsed together onto the bed, blissfully
out in each others arms.
((This was a first yiff story, Tell me how It was! I think this will be a series, so check back))